On Christmas eve I turn'd the spit
This old nursery rhyme is called “On Christmas eve I turn'd the spit” — enjoy your reading!
“On Christmas eve I turn'd the spit,
I burnt my fingers, I feel it yet;
The cock sparrow flew over the table;
The pot began to play with the ladle.”
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